A Sexual Education: Preface

Preface: short but detailed.

I studied at a high school where most things were normal, just as in any other high school. A variety of students of all social and ethnic backgrounds, you have your usual goody two shoes, jocks and athletes, the ‘cool’ guys, people that are sort of just there and just about every other type of student personality you can think of. Almost everything was normal. Except for one thing. We had a drama teacher, my favourite drama teacher may I add, for reasons yet to be explained, who had, well, let’s say rather a very high libido. Ah, Miss Revie. Loves sex. Can’t get enough. Dressed sexy but within the limits of what a teacher can wear, has the most elegant and delicate voice, and her intelligence just added to how much everyone wanted to fuck her. The thing is, once students turned 18 at our school, she offered a sexual health clinic to students for sex advice. So I decided to take my close friend Vivi to her for advice on how to go the extra mile in our sex life and really make it the best sex it can be. Long story short, Vivi and I asked her to help us film a sex tape for ourselves.

Have Yourself a Kinky, Little Christmas [MF] [BDSM]

Tugging Reins

Chris Carey snuck into the back of the private party room. All alone, he’d timed it perfectly to arrive exactly fifteen minutes late to the large-chain restaurant—the kind with all the kitschy movie and sports memorabilia hanging from the walls—hoping to be the last person there. And, just as he’d expected, no one in the crowded, boisterous room noticed him as he slid, shoulders slumped in on himself, into a seat at the far end of the room.

A munch, huh?

It wasn’t what he’d been expecting. When he’d thought about kinky parties, he imagined lots of leather and equipment and…well, kink.

And, true, this wasn’t a party, per se. Not a play party anyway. More like a meet-up. A mixer. It reminded him of his college orientation actually. A room full of people whom he didn’t know, wasn’t sure how to get to know, and wasn’t entirely certain he wanted to know.

But he wanted to know about kink. And all the sites he’d been to—the good ones anyway—had said that munches were the way to go. To get a foot in the BDSM door.

So he’d come.

All about me [MF]

Leading up to my birthday, my girlfriend and I began planning a night out. We agreed to stay the night at a local casino, where we could go downtown, gamble, have some drinks (okay, a lot of drinks) and then be able to walk back to our hotel room to do whatever we wanted. One day prior we landed on the topic of control in the bedroom. Not really domination, but the idea of having things one sided and letting one of us call all the shots. I expressed to her that this has been something I wanted to do for a while, though I didn't necessarily care which side I was on; I loved being intimate with her no matter what happened. The hardest part, though, was determining who would get the opportunity to have full control, as I was always shy about asserting myself. At this point she mentioned our birthdays, that since we'd have a place all to ourselves for the night, and as much time as we wanted, for each of our respective birthdays we could make all of the decisions about what happened in the bedroom. I felt this was a great compromise.

Dining in the garden of black cherries- [M/F]

I'm back! I have a few stories already posted about my marine buddy

A few nights ago he was texting me

M (marine) : Can I ask you a favor.. request?

S (Schmidt): You may ask but I can't guarantee anything

M: I'm shy but I'm just going to say it. I have been wanting to try anal… I apologize for being direct

S: I noticed. You've been "accidentally" poking me in the ass for weeks.

I told him at those moments if he wanted it he'll have to let me get ready in advance. I don't know why he was so worried about a no. Anal was never off the table. I just want to be prepared.

M: I've been dying to ask you…. Please

S: I tried to do it with a toy once and it didn't hurt but I found it boring. Maybe it will be different with a partner.

M: I would never make you do something you were uncomfortable with. That's not me. Straight anal is as taboo as it gets.

College Freshman Adventures Part 1: Janis

I’ve always had a thing for legs. When I was around fourteen, I distinctly remember reading a copy of my dad’s Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition and gawking at the smooth, tanned legs of the woman on the cover; her body brightened by her orange swimsuit, her feet curling together in the foreground of the picture on the sand of the beach where she sat. She looked at you with the coy, jaded look women are meant to have in these photos. I wondered, at that time, if I would ever be this close to a stunning female’s legs in real life and if she would ever look at me like so.

Let’s fast-forward five years.

My buddy Jason and I sat on the porch outside a house party in November, watching the partygoers exit. We were drinking scotch on ice and I was numerous sheets to the wind. Jason burped. “I’m gonna flunk that test tomorrow,” he said. I watched the legs of the girls wandering outside. A few of them stumbled on the doorstep like drunken high-schoolers (which was basically what we still were, as freshmen ages 18 to 19), some of them were helped out by their equally smashed, wonky boyfriends (or guys who wished they were their boyfriends), and others exited smoothly and without any help, thank you. Many wore those tight black silk pants that is a continuing fad among the hip middle class female set. But a surprising number wore skirts—short skirts—although it was a cold night.

[F/M] Black Friday Deals

So over the summer I went to my very first gloryhole after a lot of hunting and loved it. I really wanted to go again but found that I didn't really have the time until my Thanksgiving break. Yesterday I was able to go back again for the first time and it was absolutely amazing.

Around noon of yesterday I had to make sure that my parents were fine with me being out for the night. I told them I'd be out with friends and at the latest I'd be home around three. They trust me so there was no issue and they said to be careful but that was about it. Flash forward to 9:00, I've already taken a shower, done my hair, my makeup, and gotten dressed. I tell my parents I'm leaving and head out. The hole is around 30 minutes away so I made a quick pit stop at CVS for some condoms and a bottle of water. I got back in my car and around twenty minutes later I was pared at the location and ready to go. I went through a quick mental checklist making sure to bring my phone, the bottle of water, and the condoms. I walked in and since I knew where I was going headed straight for the back. I walked into the booth, locked the door behind me and got settled in. I set all my things down and stripped naked putting my things on the small bench the ran along one wall. I sat and played with my pussy while I looked at my phone waiting for my first cock to appear.

Finally, anal isn’t hurting anymore! [F/M]

I read this sub all the time and I have an amazing sex life, so I wanted to contribute something! I'm no writer though, so please keep that in mind.

I guess I'll start with descriptions and get that out of the way. I'm about 5'7" and pretty thin. I have small tits but I've always been told I have an incredible ass; it's pretty big and firm. My boyfriend is 6'3", with an incredible body. He's muscular and really cut.

So anyway, that's us. One ordinary day, we were sexting all day throughout work, so I was feeling really horny by the time I got home. He got off later than me, so I am home and super turned on playing with my clit. I decide to out on a sexy little g-string, a matching bra, and a pair of thigh high socks. I send him pics and tell him to come over and come straight to my room when he gets off.

My first experience with a transgendered woman (M/T)

It was a late night, I was 18 and very horny in my parent's house, and I was on craigslist looking to experiment a little. I've known for a while that I'm bisexual, but at the time I had only been with cisgender women before. I was trying to find a transwoman to mess around with and get to know, as I had developed a bit of a fetish for them.

I posted an ad, and after sifting through a lot of scammers and old guys, I connected with a very beautiful woman with an enormous cock. I was nervous because I assumed that her pictures were fake, but she agreed to come pick me up as she lived in the next town over. When she arrived, she was just as sexy as in the pictures, and she was very dominant. She was tall, with an hour glass frame, and long, straight blonde hair.

"Nice to meet you boy," she said in a very feminine voice, as she grabbed my ass and rubbed my cock in her car.
She then proceeded to guide my hand towards her cock, and I was amazed to feel that it was quite big even soft. As I started rubbing it, she began to get hard and it was evident that she was much larger than my modest 6.5 inches.

Mom Caught Me [M/F]

I received a PC from my grandfather for my 18th birthday and spent most of senior year discovering the wonders of the internet. I quickly became the one to beat in chess club with the intricate and advanced strategies I learned from chess sites. I became fairly decent at drawing my favorite cartoon characters, I studied photography, weightlifting, golf, military history, anything that sparked my interest.

While waiting patiently in the lunch line one day at school, I was snapped out of my drooling cheeseburger daydream by the word "tits". After some careful eavesdropping, it appeared that some kids in front of me discovered a place on the internet with animated naked women. I mentally wrote down the name of the site just out of mere curiosity and sprinted off the bus to my PC later that day.

With a shaky hand, I quickly typed in the URL of the website and hit "enter".

[F/F] Finally gave my friend her panties back…

Background: I first hooked up with M earlier this summer, after she replied to a dirtyr4r post I'd made. We ended up having an amazing night together. I hadn't had much experience with women before her, but I learned a lot that evening, and I definitely came more that evening than I had ever come before… I've had some great experiences with men, but there's something to be said for being with a person who understands your body on a more familiar level.

Anyhow, as I was packing up my things the next morning, I ended up with a pair of her underwear in my bag. Even now, I still worry that I seem like a creeper who took them as a souvenir, but I really had no intentions of doing that! It was a pleasant surprise though, and she was just as amused as I was. She was going to be traveling for awhile, so she told me to hold onto them for her (…and she asked me to wear them, and have a bit of fun in them… (for reference, see: this post)).